THE MAFIA’S CAPTIVE ANGEL

“Hey,” Samantha says, walking into the room as I zip my bag.

Sin and I were leaving for New York in an hour, so I was going through my things just to make sure I had packed everything.

” Hey.”  I said, taking a seat on the bed with a sigh.

“I’m still saddened that you are leaving today.” She says, plopping down on the bed. “You didn’t get to tour Paris.”

“That’s a bummer, but as much as I want to tour Paris, I think I prefer going back to New York.” I said, running my fingers through my hair. “Since I came here, I seem to have one hiccup after another. It’s like trouble keeps finding me.”This content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.

“Yeah, I understand. the club, and then Bryson.” Samantha, sighs. “Are you okay?”

“I will be.”

“I just wanted to say goodbye before you left for New York.”

“Thanks, Sam.” I said it with a smile. “I hope you do come to New York.”

“Oh, you aren’t getting rid of me that easily.” She teased, nudging my shoulders. “I still have some things to settle, which might take roughly a month or two, but I do plan on coming back to New York.”

“Then I would gladly wait till you come.” I beamed, and she laughed.

” Sure.  And maybe next time when we decide to visit Paris, we will make new memories and wipe away whatever horrible experience you had here.”

“I would love that.” I smiled.  “Thank you, really, Samantha. You don’t know how much it means to have you here.”

“Your welcome.” she says, getting to her feet. “I better leave you to it. Sin will be here any minute, so you better finish up.” I nod, watching her walk to the door.

She turned and blew a kiss at me, and I laughed, catching it as she walked out of the room.

It wasn’t until thirty minutes after she left that Sin returned back to the room, ready to go, and we both checked out of the hotel, making our way to the car and then to the airport.

We got into the private plane, both of us taking our seats as the pilot read the instructions before taking off. Once the plane was in the air and it was safe to walk around, I undid my seatbelt and made my way into the room when the door pushed open and Sin walked right in.

He didn’t say anything but just stood there staring at me, which made me feel self-conscious, and I started fudging with my fingers, nervously looking back at him, wondering if something happened or if I had done something wrong without realizing it.

He signs, walking fully into the room and stopping a foot away from me. “Are you perhaps angry at me?”

” Wh… what.”  I stuttered out, surprised by his question.

“You haven’t said a word to me since we left the hotel, so I want to know if you are angry about what happened.”

I shake my head, refuting his claim. “I’m not angry at you, Nikolai.” I paused, wetting my lips. “I thought perhaps you were angry at me.”

His brows creased. “Why would I be angry at you, amore?” He questioned.  “If anything, you should be angry. I should have made sure every incident that happened in Paris was avoided.”

“What happened wasn’t in your control; it’s not like you can see the future.”

“Still, amore.”

“Let’s just put it behind us.” I said, cupping his cheek. “I don’t want to think about it.”

“Sure…” he replies, his forehead leaning on mine.

“Though, I’m not so certain about the punishment I had to receive. Not with the way you left me.” I pout, and he chuckles.

“Trust me, amore, it was torture for me as well.”

A shiver rushes through me as I gather my courage. “So what are you waiting for then? I believe  we better rectify that.”  My chest grows tight as I watch for his response.

His gentle smile gives way to a predatory grin, and he releases my chin to grab the bottom hem of my t-shirt with both hands.

“Well, then, Your wish is my command.” His voice drips with dark promise. “Lift your arms.”

I don’t even think about it. I just did as he instructed.

The soft fabric contrasts with his rough fingers as they slide along my bare skin, until he throws my shirt aside. This causes me to shiver with anticipation. He takes obvious pleasure in undressing me, unwrapping me one article at a time. My panties come next, sliding down from under my loose skirt.

He turns me and unhooks my bra, sliding his hands around my sides until he’s cupping my breasts as he pushes it away. Pressing himself against my back, he whispers hoarsely into my ear while he rolls my sensitive nipples between his fingers. He gives a hard squeeze to emphasize his words, making me draw a sharp breath.

“Nikolai.” Leaning into him while tingles and sparks shoot through me, I let out a moan as he squeezes again. He can play with them all he wants. They’re his.

I push my ass against him, rubbing up against the hard bulge in his pants. He slides a hand from my breast and down across my stomach, pinching my stomach and making me yelp. He then continues to slide south.

My attention is torn between his hand on my breast and the other working the catch on my skirt, but then my last piece of clothing drops and I become acutely aware of where he’s going next.

His fingers pause right above my waistline, teasingly stroking my bare skin for a while before his fingers tease their way down over my hips and the insides of my thighs, touching me everywhere except where I want him the most.

” Nikolai.”  I let out a breathless gasp while I moved my hips, chasing his touch.

“Patience, amore.” He dips his thick fingers into my folds, sliding them around in my wetness. Not entering, he caresses, slides, and brushes, making me tingle while stoking the fires burning inside me. I need him, but he’s taking his time.

His clever fingers find my clit, swirling around it in lazy motions until I have to pull away from the intense sensation. I press my hips forward until I feel his touch on me again. a quick pinch that I’m proud of not pulling away from, and then he slides back down towards my slick entrance. Firmly, he pushes in, putting two of his fingers inside me. My moan is deep in the back of my throat.

For a while, we stood there, him clutching my breast and fingering me, while I tried to keep upright as my knees threatened to buckle underneath me. Inside, my fires burn hotter and hotter, like a volcano preparing to blow, while Sin plays my body like a maestro on his grand piano, teasing every sound in my register out of me with his strokes, pinches, and stabs.

My moans come faster and louder, and I’m just about to go over the edge when he pulls out. I can’t hold back a disappointed whine.

“Quit teasing me, Nikolai.”

“Where is the fun in that then?” He asked, and I huffed, making him chuckle.

He drags the fingers that were in me up along my front, leaving a damp path behind them. past my stomach, up between my breasts, and slowly over my throat until they’re at my lips.

I parted my lips, letting his fingers in, then closed around them and sucked, imagining his thick cock in their place. Teasingly, I run my tongue along his skin, tasting myself on him.

He lets out a soft, sexy moan while he slides his fingers in and out of my mouth. “You naughty girl,”